St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1887-05-16

HOW LOST CHILDREN ARE FOUND.
When the distracted mother comes,
there is scene. 1t is almost waste of
breath to tell her that the child will be
brought i'll before night. She knows he
has been run over, has fallen into the
river or has been kidnapped. 1t is the
settled conviction of the mothers that
there are bad people who do nothing but
pr0wl about the streets looking for Il
chance to steal stray children. 1t never
occurs to her that it must be some eX-
traOrdinary purpose that would induce
a bad man to burden himself with thirty
or forty pounds of helpless humanity,
given over to habits of kicking, Squall-
ing and being hungry. She wants
the whole detective force turned out at
once. the hospitals searched and the
rivers dragged from Harlem to the
Battery. The first incidentof an evening
spent at headquarters was the recovery
OF lost child. \ woman from Mercer
street came iii, nearly a lunatic from
anxiety and fear, and clamOred for her
''JamSey. JamSey was the ''darlinest
bit av kid liver was born. Sorra a wan
av EN- on the street was the good av his
little finger. He's more av the makins
av fine man in him thin all thin brats
sure he was drowned" What was he
like?' Sure hadn't she been tellin
yez? Like ike-why, sOr, he was like
the sunshine that comes i'll the windy.
And some william of thafe had
stolen him. Look like, is it?
Dade and he was the picture ay
his father. Two pays niver looked more
like the wan than JameSy an the ould
man. She was persuaded that she would
find JameSy at the nearest precinct
station and started out to look for him.
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cry of JOY was heard outside. AT the
foot of the steps the mother had met
policeman leading by the hand very
small bit of boy, with aggressively red
hair and face upon which thick coat
of dirt Yainly eSSayed to eXtinguiSh
vigorous crop of freckleS. The boy was
Jamesy. The mother swooped down
upon him and Snatched him up before
the surprised policeman knew what had
happened, and she was boiling for
home, crying and laughing in breath,
and
SCOLDING AND KISSING
Unfortunately, when the policeman
seized her by the arm. He had to make
a report of the case to the sergeant, but
she knew nothing of that. She had
found JameSy, and that was enough.
What more had the police to do with it?
''Naw, yell not have him. Yell not be
putin me JameSy III jail DekaSe he
wint around the corner bit. He niver
done no harm. Sure I'll larrup him
myself an his father'll skin him alive
for shkippin' about the street an giving
We all the bother. But yell not take up
JameSy, the bit child, as names, no
wrong, will We now?" At last she is per-
suaded to bring the child in and wait for
the record to be made, never letting the
imperturbed youngsters out of her arms.
The uSineSS office of the detective de-
partmrnt is in charge of a sergeant and
two assistants at night. An inspector
or captain detailed as acting inspector
is Oh duty in the building and is the
executive head of the entire police force
of the city at night. In one side of the
Office room are two doors, behind which
all that is secret in the work of the po-
lice department is to be found. One
door opens upon the stairs that lead
down to the prison. 1t is an iron rule of